Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Madagascar and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Traffic Nightmare to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Nik Kershaw,
Accadde A,
Davy DMX,
The Knickerbockers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Audionom,
Moebius,
Freddie Wadling,
Wolf Eyes,
Massinfluence,
The Birthday Party,
Warsaw,
Joey Negro,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chrome,
cv313,
Junior Murvin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David McCallum,
Ultra Naté,
The Martian,
Pulsallama,
Country Teasers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Skriet,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Görl,
Dead Boys,
Faraquet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Soft Cell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scan 7,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ohio Players,
CMW,
Hasil Adkins,
The Smiths,
Lyres,
Gang of Four,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warren Ellis,
Y Pants,
Television,
Maleditus Sound,
Camberwell Now,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tomorrow,
Man Parrish,
The Barracudas,
Pole,
Excepter,
Grandmaster Flash,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Monolake,
Guru Guru,
Wire,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.